Sasha went down the corridor and found the master bedroom. Again, she noticed the stylish furnishings and décor as she entered the room, and Sasha had to admire the homemaking touch of Gilles’ wife. She soon found the holdall he had demanded, and returned to her guest room. She passed the bag to her master.
Without acknowledging her, Gilles rummaged in the bag for a few moments before addressing Sasha.
“Go and kneel by the wall,” Gilles directed her.
Sasha obeyed and took her position. She could feel fluid seeping down her inner thighs, the remains of their intercourse slipping from her sex. Her panties felt clammy and she recalled how happy she had been as she rode Gilles only a few minutes before.
“You will stay kneeling in that corner until I am ready to punish you. Then you will thank me in the appropriate fashion.” Gilles’ voice echoed gently in the room.
Gilles moved over to her and slid his hand under the hem of her black panties and stroked her bottom before running his fingernails up her back and onto her breasts. He tweaked one of her nipples, before returning to the bed. With her face to the wall, Sasha had no idea what her master was doing. Whatever it was he was, he was doing it very quietly as Sasha could not hear a sound.
The wait seemed to take forever for Sasha. She let her mind wander and thought about some of her female friends. She pictured their image of her as a married middle-class mother and working woman. What would they think if they knew she was currently on her knees with her dominant lover about to fill her mouth with his cock?
“Come to me, girl,” Gilles summoned her finally. “On your knees, remember.”
Sasha crawled to the bed. She could see her master holding a pair of cuffs as he sat on the edge of the bed.
“Hands out,” Gilles instructed her calmly before clipping the restraints on Sasha’s wrists.
“Now, get onto the bed, on your front,” Gilles spoke, before shifting Sasha into the position he desired.
“Hmmmm, so wet Sasha.” He laughed. “I begin to doubt if this is going to be a punishment for you,” Gilles taunted her as he shoved two fingers inside her panties and straight into her slit.
Withdrawing his hand, Gilles held two sticky, glistening fingers in front of Sasha’s face before pushing them between her lips.
“Lick these clean.” Gilles smiled as Sasha once again tasted the fruits of their earlier fucking.
After a few moments, Gilles removed his fingers from her mouth before reaching under the mattress and pulling up a leather restraint. He looped this through Sasha’s cuffs before giving a little pull to check she was tightly held.
Then, without further delay, Gilles began to spank her. The first smack of his hand landed high on her bottom and stung beyond Sasha’s expectations. Sasha yelped despite knowing her master would expect her to remain silent as she received her correction. While he had left her panties in place, they only covered half of the flesh on her bottom, and Sasha soon realised they would offer her very little protection.
Gilles beat her pitilessly and before long her bottom was burning viciously. It took barely a minute for Sasha’s tears to fall freely and she was sobbing and whimpering helplessly by the time her master finally stopped.
“It was hard doing that to you my girl, but we both know it was necessary.” Gilles spoke more softly this time, then gently placed a hand on her beaten bottom. He felt the heat radiating from Sasha’s flesh. Moving his hand around her hip, Gilles slid his fingers under the crotch of her panties once again.
“Soaking.” He laughed. “I think you enjoyed that, didn’t you Sasha?” Gilles watched the tears still dripping from Sasha’s cheeks as he mocked her.
“Well, what do you have to say to me?” Gilles continued.
“Thank you for spanking my bottom, Sir. I will always ask your permission before I cum, Sir.” Sasha stammered between her sobs.
“Good girl. Now you can show me how truly grateful you are.” Gilles moved above Sasha and unclipped her wrists, before taking her arm and telling her to roll onto her back. Sasha complied quickly, and lay down looking up at her master. He immediately lifted her wrists above her head and clipped the restraints back in.
“I always believe actions speak louder than words.” Gilles’ tone remained calm as he spoke and rose from the bed. He walked towards the holdall once more, this time picking up a black vibrator before returning to Sasha. Gilles roughly yanked the crotch of her panties to one side and shoved the vibrator into her sex. Sasha groaned, and Gilles positioned her panties so they held the base of the sex toy in place before tugging her underwear higher up her waist.
“Maximum insertable length eight inches apparently. A bit small for your greedy cunt I know, but it does have some very clever features.” Gilles picked up his phone from the bedside table and swiped it as he spoke. Sasha knew instinctively what was going to happen, and a few seconds later the buzzing commenced.
“Yes my girl, remote control. You are going to beg me to cum when you feel your orgasm getting near.” As he spoke, Gilles moved towards an armchair in the corner of the room.
For the next few minutes, Gilles sat in silence occasionally tapping his phone. Sasha had no idea when the vibrator was going to change mode, but it must have been through three or four settings before her test arrived. A quick cycle of throb-throb-throb, followed by a second or two of silence, and then the clitoral stimulator giving a fast, insistent burst.
Until this point, Sasha had managed to stay still. But the change in the vibrator’s tempo was now causing her to flinch as her arousal built. Gilles spotted her discomfort immediately. The sight of his pretty sub writhing helplessly was also stimulating him considerably.
Gilles finally rose from his seat. Sasha looked at her master, whose organ had obviously regained strength as he was now sporting a full erection.
Gilles moved onto the bed and moved his body above Sasha’s. Slowly he moved up the bed, briefly stopping to rub his cock against Sasha’s groin before continuing higher and teasing her nipples. Sasha bit her lip and did her best to stay silent.
Gilles thighs were now either side of Sasha’s chest and he positioned himself above her before putting a hand underneath her head and lifting it slightly. Gilles lowered his groin towards her face and tapped his engorged cock against Sasha’s lips.
“Now, you are going to show me how grateful you are for your correction, Sasha. Beg to suck my cock.” Gilles ordered her as he rested his cock against her mouth.
Sasha kissed the tip of his cock before speaking. “Please Sir, allow me the privilege of sucking your cock,” she murmured in reply.
“You can do better than that, girl,” Gilles replied, holding his cock in place. “Show me how desperate you are to take my cock in your mouth.”
“Please Sir, I crave for your cock in my mouth, and the taste of your semen if you are kind enough to cum down my throat. Please, Sir, let me show my gratitude for the punishment you gave me,” Sasha responded.
This seemed to satisfy her master, who allowed his cock to push through her lips and access her mouth. The flavours of stale sex hit Sasha but she was careful not to show any distaste.
“Suck me well girl, show me how grateful you really are,” Gilles growled as he forced his erection deep into her mouth and gripped onto her hair.
Gilles controlled the tempo, sliding his cock deep into her mouth and pulling her head in until the tip of Sasha’s nose touched his belly, before slowly withdrawing his length. As he repeated this cycle he looked at his sub, thinking how sore her jaw was going to be by the time he finished with her. Having climaxed so recently, he suspected this blowjob could last some time and he was going to enjoy every minute.
“Hmmm, good girl. I can see how thankful you are. Just remember no giving in to your own urges.” Gilles murmured as he continued to slowly fuck Sasha’s face.
Gilles pushed in and out relentlessly, but finally he let his cock slip from Sasha’s mouth, keeping the tip by her lips.
“Do you feel like coming yet, sub?” Gilles looked down at her.
“Only with your permission, Sir,” Sasha replied softly.
“Hmmm, you are trying, good girl,” Gilles affirmed, before plunging his cock back into her mouth.
Despite her efforts, the sex toy’s insistent throbbing was taking its toll on Sasha. She sucked her master’s cock with even greater determination, desperately trying to make him cum before her own need overtook her.
“Such a gifted, eager cock sucker. I wonder how you learned to become so good at oral pleasure, Sasha.” Gilles pondered, looking at her face as he continued to pound it.
“To look at you, one would never believe it. Such a prim, professional-looking woman. Yet we know better, don’t we? The truth is you are no better than a street whore.” Gilles’ humiliating tone only made Sasha even more aroused.
She tried to speak, but with Gilles holding her firmly, and pistoning his cock into her throat, only some incoherent mumbling came from her mouth.
“What’s that girl? Don’t tell me you want to cum? The answer is no, I am starting to get close.” Gilles informed her curtly.
Sasha sucked as hard as she could, almost vacuuming Gilles’ cock into her throat. This move had the desired effect as Gilles suddenly shuddered and groaned.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum. You are going to climax with me, slut,” Gilles panted.
Sasha felt Gilles’ cock explode in her mouth. Jets of warm semen filled her and she swallowed as vigorously as she could. Her own orgasm crashed over her simultaneously with her master’s. With Gilles’ cock still in her mouth and her hands cuffed she was totally powerless and her body jolted wildly. Gilles sensed her climax arriving and pulled his cock from her mouth.
“Oh fuckkkk, oh my fucking god.” Sasha wailed as she came, her body convulsing uncontrollably. She felt Gilles pumping semen over her face as the rest of his ejaculation spewed from his cock. Gilles held her head firmly in place as his orgasm coursed through his body. Finally spent, he looked at Sasha’s body which was still quivering with the end of her climax. He released his grip, and watched her crumple on the bed.
“Such a horny, filthy, needy, sub, aren’t we?” Gilles chuckled before he released Sasha’s cuffs and walked towards the door, leaving her panting.
“Clean yourself up, we are leaving for dinner in forty-five minutes. I will return with your clothes shortly,” Gilles informed her before walking from the room.
to be continued ….
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